王安石·《渔家傲·平岸小桥》英译

平岸小桥千嶂抱，

揉兰一水萦花草。

茅屋数间窗窈窕。

尘不到，

时时自有春风扫。

午枕觉来闻语鸟，

攲眠似听朝鸡早。

忽忆故人今总老。

贪梦好，

茫然忘了邯郸道。

Pride of Fishermen

Wang Anshi

Surrounded by peaks, a bridge flies from shore to shore;

A soft blue stream flows through flowers before the door.

A few thatched houses with windows I adore.

There comes no dust,

The place is swept by vernal breeze in fitful gust.

I hear birds twitter when awake from nap at noon;

I wonder in my bed why the cock crows so soon.

Thinking of my friends who have all grown old,

Why indulge in a dream of gold?

Do not forget the way to glory is rough and cold!

（许渊冲、许明 译）

Retreat

Wang An-shi

A stretch of green in the lap of a mountain. A little bridge over a sapphire stream that loses itself in a flowery maze. And, looking on with deep dark eyes, a few thatched huts. Here’s my retreat. Spotless, yes, thanks to the cleansing winds of perpetual spring.

Waking from my noontide nap I hear the birds calling, loud as the cockcrow that ushers in a new dawn. In a flash I realize it’s not for my generation—all too old now.

Wonderful dream I had, though, never thinking I would have to go on my way.

（翁显良 译）